If you are looking for it
It's in your hand
What does that say?
Where are the messages coming from?
I don't want to stop
Please
I like it when we are alone
Me and you
And Ice in a glass
So now you see me
My love, my silent friend
Too noisy at times
You sleep to bring revelations
At times inspiration
Tears and taunts
Like the sun and the rain
Appreciation of the other
Waiting to get wet
Waiting to dry out
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